Seeking to give Him glory with every word.
אוֹדְךָ, אֲדֹנָי אֱלֹהַי–בְּכָל-לְבָבִי; וַאֲכַבְּדָה שִׁמְךָ לְעוֹלָם
I give thanks to You, O Lord my God, with my whole heart, and I will glorify Your Name forever.
– Psalm 86:12
As I continue preparing the many projects God has put on my heart, including the upcoming album and book, this blog chronicles my thoughts along the way. I hope you are encouraged by the words you find here and led into a deeper, more meaningful relationship with God. He is the creative, vibrant, sustaining force in everything. Without Him, we are nothing.
Giving Him glory with every word,
The idea of the Coming King embodies all of our hope as believers in the risen Messiah.
Because He has died on the cross for our sins, we are now righteous before God. Because He descended into hell, He now holds the keys of death and the grave. Because He was resurrected by the quickening of the Holy Spirit, He proved Himself the Son of God on the earth. Because He ascended to the right Hand of the Father, we have hope of His return.
Having heard about Messiah’s impending arrival my entire life, I grew up with a longing that I could not describe or understand. When I realized that Yeshua is the Messiah I had been waiting for, it was at once clear that this yearning in my soul was for Him. In the process of preparing this album, I hope to express that desire to the world and to stir in all of us a hunger for His Kingdom.
Let us know, let us press on to know the Lord,
– Hosea 6:3 ESV
His going out is sure as the dawn,
He will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.
As believers, we are taught to look forward to new horizons. The new heaven and earth are the undiscovered country we long for, though we’ve never seen them. Yet, the greatest journey we will ever embark on starts with one choice.
To leave the traditions I grew up with and explore the possibility that my Messiah may have already come was a daunting prospect. Just considering it was dangerous. To believe it was blasphemy. In the end, the choice was mine.
God gave us the gift of volition, the ability to exercise our own will. I pray this book helps those with their own doubts and questions. It is no sin to search, but it is a crime to let others make the most important choice for you.
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